Time Changes

HAF

 

Life is like the game of chess.

Waiting patiently for the moves of a player,

As the clock ticks tocks;

Lies the fate of the piece in his hand,

Unsure of the moves of the player.

Suddenly the clock tocks.

He makes a move and it’s fate is decided.

 

Life is like a player of chess.

Waiting patiently for the moves of his opponent,

As the Clock ticks, tocks;

Lies his fate in the hands of the unknown,

Suddenly the Clock ticks.

Now his turn.

Once a player, another time a watcher.

 

 

Life is like the outcome of a chess  game.

Waiting patiently for the winner of the game ,

As the Clock ticks, tocks ;

Lies the outcome in the result of their moves,

Suddenly the Clock ticks, tocks.

End of game .

One wins, another looses.

  • Author: HAF (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 20th, 2022 02:30
  • Comment from author about the poem: Anytime I think about life I think of chess. As the game starts no one knows who will win . As a player makes his move, the other player’s fate depends on him, and also as a player makes his decision, he decides his fate . So anytime I think about life and it’s uncertainty I think about chess. Also I think life is time . We only have time when there is life . I also thought of relationships when I wrote this peom . As far as anything can happen, we should continue to cherish each other because time changes.
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